The streets are actually getting brighter, in the scrambling crawl to the bus, with the sun making an earlier appearance.
Inadequacies get smothered, just a bit, in the crisp 35 degree air, when the sun shines.
Dylan’s “A New Morning With You” rings on in the brain, not coming close to the tinnitus screaming in the ears.
I’m hungry; pancakes are so far away.
I’ll chance a smile today, maybe……..